Written by ： Jerome J. Garcia/David Jay Grisman/Marijohn Wilkin/Danny Dill

Ten years ago on a cold dark night

Now someone was killed 'neath the town hall lights

There were few at the scene but they all agreed

That the man who ran looked a lot like me

The judge said son what is your alibi

If you were somewhere else then you won't have to die

I spoke not a word though it meant my life

I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife

She walks these hills in a long black veil

She visits my grave when the night winds wail

Nobody knows the man nobody sees

Nobody knows but me

The scaffold is high and eternity's near

She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear

But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans

In a long black veil she cries over my bones

She walks these hills in a long black veil

She visits my grave when the night winds wail

Nobody knows the man nobody sees

Nobody knows but me